However, some of the autobiographical pieces have become harder to writebecause of some things that have happened this summer. They don't affectthe st...ry at all, but it is more difficult to try to get my thoughtsdown. I want to apologize to everyone that has been waiting for a sequel,and I promise it's still coming.In the meantime, I had an idea that really intrigued me for a story.Since I needed a break from AFB2, I started writing it one Friday. A weeklater it was already half as long as the. Don’t move them.” She raised her head until her eyes were level. She could no longer see the floor. He walked behind her. SLAP! The crop came down on the back of her chair. It missed her, but she was startled. She started to turn her head, but corrected herself. “Don’t ever turn your head! Keep looking forward.” She heard footsteps walking away. They became fainter until the sound disappeared. Suddenly there was silence. Time passed. She had no idea how long she waited. It seemed like. She then led my penis in towards her vagina.My erect and hard penis slipped into her vagina’s lips and I pushed my cock home as deep as I could.Pranita ‘s breasts were still covered and I put my left hand into her dress to fondle her breast. She was wearing a bra and I had no experience of how to get it off her breasts. Pranita stopped me pumping into and pushed me out of her vagina. She then stood up and stripped off all her clothes and I did the same. As she was removing her bra she showed me. Her name is Camille, and her hubby I will call DD. This is how my fertile imagination pictured how it would go:We'd set Saturday night as the time for our first virtual cuckold session. They initiated the call which was a pleasant surprise. I'd never done one before. After exchanging pleasantries, I told them that for tonight, I would be the master, bull and director, and DD would play my part. That since I was the master, they were my sex slaves and I was going to have a lot of fun with them.